Perhaps it was the black brassiere and panties. The very thought of what he had so pruriently demanded her to wear, had made abundantly obvious on the...phone this morning would excite him to see, was the implied filth crawling over her white, satin smooth skin... She took a seat on the low couch, aware that her shapely legs were provocatively exposed to his gleaming, salacious vision, and as she looked up at his reddening face and saw how hard he was breathing, there was no more doubt in her. Nicky, the alias of the caramel hottie, greeted me at the door in a skimpy satin dressing gown with what appeared to be very little underneath. She led me to her room, thankfully without sighting any of her colleagues or their respective clients.When we finally got into the room, brighter than what I had come to expect, I had the opportunity to scrutinise her a bit further. Of course, I was still nervous, but I guess horniness and exhaustion from the long trip lent me some false confidence. So,. I reached the door to the room.Me: May I?Rani was turned to her mirror by the side of her bed and was applying some sort of moisturising cream on her hands. .I knew she was trying to seduce me. I noticed the tattoo she made on right side of her back. .It was two red chillies shaped like lips in kissing way. I just stood there open mouthe by her posture and action.I checked for attached bathroom which I may need to use several times that night. I saw the makeup set and items she uses. It was a. Tim sits frozen. He’s consumed in impossible thoughts. What an unbelievable set of possibilities. Tim checks his cards. He has K-6 and only a small chance of winning if a K fell on the River and nobody had an Ace or two pair or ended with a three of a kind or a flush. Tim’s mind swam in all the possible ways he could lose. But the even the smallest remote possibility that he could win Amy for the rest of the evening. That was worth the risk, even if he had to lose Lisa for an hour.All.